Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Freakin' Friday



   By Comshaw

   Monica's body bounced as she flopped onto her bed.  She slammed her fist
into her pillow, then buried her face in it and screamed with frustration.

   'Damn her!' She thought,'Damn her, Damn her!'

   After a few minutes she grabbed her cell phone and punched the code
number for her best friend.

   A moment later Tricia's voice said,"Hey, Mon.  What's up?"

   "Mom's not going to let me go, that's what!" Monica replied as she
rolled onto her back.  "She said I'm not yet 18 and she doesn't think I
should be spending the night when boys will be there.  I'll be 18 in a week
for Christ sake!  And I'm still a virgin!  I don't want to turn 18 as a
virgin!  How long does she think I should stay one?  Until I'm old and
shriveled?  "

   "How did she find out about the guys?" Tricia asked, trying to steer the
conversation away from Monica's problem,"No one knew they'd be there but
the three of us and the three of them."

   "She wouldn't tell me how she found out, but she knew exactly who was
going to be there.  Someone let it slip!" Monica spat the last words
distastefully.

   "It wasn't me!" Tricia protested."I'm ready to do it with Bobby, so why
should I tell?"

   "I think it was one of the guys." Monica said,"Probably Jerry Bloom."

   "Why do you think it was him?"

   "He's always shooting his mouth off about something or other.  He can't
keep his trap shut for more then a minute at a time.  The whole school knew
five minutes after he banged Cristy the first time.  "

   "So now what?" Tricia ask, "Do you think your mom will tell my mom and
Cristy's?"

   "No.  I got her to promise she wouldn't if I promised not to sneak out
and come over tomorrow night."

   "Aw, gee.  Thanks Mon.  you're the greatest.  I am so looking forward to
spending the night with Bobby.  You know that Freddy Faligno got my cherry
last spring, so I'm not a virgin any more.  It felt really good when we did
it after the first time, but he couldn't ever seem to make me cum.  I think
Bobby can do that.  At least I'm anxious for him to try!"

   "Spare me!" Monica said, bitterness creeping into her voice,"Your
talking about cumming and I'm still a cherry!"

   "Oh, Mon, there'll be another time.  Like you said, you'll be 18 in a
week, then it's your choice, with whom ever and where ever you want!."

   "I guess." Monica sighed,"What time is everyone leaving Saturday?"

   "They have to be gone by 11:00 AM.  My parents will be home in the
afternoon and I'll need time to clean the house."

   "I decided to work tomorrow since mom wouldn't let me come over.  I've
got to be at work at the book store at 2:00 PM and I won't get off until it
closes at 10:00.  I'll call you about noon Saturday.  Maybe I'll come over
and help you clean up if your not done."

   "Ok.  Thanks Mon.  I wish you were going to be here," Tricia said.

   "So do I." Monica replied, "So do I!"

   Monica hung up the phone and thought about her Mom,'She's forgotten what
it's like to be young.  I wish we could trade places for a few days so I
could show her how unfair this is!  Just a few days.......'

   _______________________________________________________________________



   Eve absently placed another dish in the dishwasher, her mind occupied by
the argument she had with her daughter a short time before.

   'It's difficult raising a daughter by yourself,'She thought.

   It seemed that the relationship between her and her daughter was growing
very confrontational and strained as of late.  And it didn't help that she
was a single parent.  George, her ex hadn't been in their life for ten
years.  He had decided that a career in sales was more important then a
family, so had left them and moved to New York.

   She had raised Monica by herself for the last ten years.  Eve worked two
jobs and tried with all her might to stay close to her daughter.  One of
the things they shared was their birthday.  Monica had been born on Eve's
birthday.  During her younger years Monica enjoyed the shared birthday. 
And Eve felt it brought them closer.

   Things had seemed to be going smoothly until Monica hit her late teens.
Then all hell had broken loose.  Eve had so far kept Monica from doing
drugs and away from too much alcohol.  And Monica was still a virgin.  Eve
knew that wouldn't last, but she was hoping she could keep Monica celibate
at least until her 18th birthday, so that her daughter would be mature
enough to enjoy sex once she was introduced to it.  She didn't want her
daughter marrying the first man that laid her, like Eve had done with
Monica's father.

   Eve had always tried to be frank and open with her daughter about sex.
She took pains to explain anything Monica wanted to know.  She wanted her
daughter to be able to enjoy sex without the stigma that seemed to be
attached.  But she was adamant that Monica should wait until she was 18
before she tried it.  She felt that would be the best thing for Monica and
the best chance for her to have a guilt free sex life.

   Eve wasn't a prude by any means.  There were a couple of men in her
life, but they were just casual friends, or more accurately casual lovers.
Eve was a very sexual woman and needed sex on a frequent basis.  So she had
a mutual arrangement with a couple of male friends.  No commitments, other
then friendship, the only demand each made on the other was companionship
and sex when they or she wanted it.

   But it had taken her years to get to the point where she felt free to
have lovers, years to accept her own sexuality, years that she didn't want
Monica to waste.

   "I wish Monica could see it from my side for a while." Eve said as she
stared out the window,"Just for a day, I wish she could see what I see,
feel what I feel.  Perhaps she would then understand....."
________________________________________________________________________

   That night, a few minutes before 10:00 PM Mr.  Stiller the bookstore
owner handed Monica a leather bound book and said," Could you put this in
the vault?  I bought it last night at an auction.  It's rather old.  It's
suppose to be from the 17th century and the auctioneer said it's the diary
of Francisco Octavius, a mage.  He was rumored to be very versed in the art
of magic, and to possess a very wicked sense of humor.  From what I've read
of him, he loved practical jokes and went out of his way to pull them.  "

   Mr.  Stiller grinned and said,"So be very careful with this book.  Who
knows what jokes he booby trapped it with!"

   Monica snorted and replied,"Mr.  Stiller!  Quit poking fun at me!"

   As Monica carried it to the vault, she looked at the leather bound book
in her hand with interest.  She wondered if there were perhaps any spells
in the pages of the book she held, just waiting for the right time to be
released.  She snorted again and dismissed the thought as silly.

   She carried it to the locked vault where Mr.  Stiller stored all his
most valuable books.  As she was about to place it on a shelf, her
curiosity got the better of her.  She laid it on the felt topped table,
used to view the most valuable books and opened the front cover.  As she
did , pages flopped open as of their own accord.  Finally the last page
slowly rustled open, then all was quiet as Monica peered at the passage
that had been exposed.  For a moment she could have sworn it was written in
some strange indecipherable language.  It seemed to shimmer and shift and
with a start Monica found she was looking at English, written in a neat,
cursive script.

   Monica followed the line with her finger as she read out loud; "Born
together, yet apart,

   old to young, one to one, a touch, a wish from the heart, for a day it
be done!"

   Monica felt a chill run through her.  She didn't understand what the
passage meant, but she did know it gave her the creeps.  She slammed the
book shut, tossed it onto the shelf and hurriedly left the vault.

   By the time she pulled her car into the driveway, she had forgotten
about the book, her mind full of thoughts about how unfair her mother was.



   The next week was hell for both Eve and Monica.  Monica refused to talk
to her mother, fuming about the missed party.  Eve let it go but by
Thursday she was getting angry.  She decided that when she woke Monica
Friday morning, they were going to straighten things out because their
shared birthday was not going to be ruined by Monica's pouting.

   Eve woke Monica Friday morning at 5:45 AM and told her to come down
stairs.  Monica climbed out of her bed and followed her mother, rubbing the
sleep out of her eyes and not yet awake enough to remember to pout.

   Eve poured herself a cup of coffee and got Monica a cold glass of juice.
Eve slid into a chair , looked at her daughter and said,"We need to get
this thing settled.  I don't really want to ruin our birthday by continuing
to fight.  You are 18 today.  You have reached the age of choice.  As of
now you can do what you want to, but you need to make good sound choices.
All I've ever wanted was for you to be happy.  To enjoy your life."

   Monica took a drink of her juice and responded,"I don't think you wanted
me to enjoy my life.  All you've ever done lately is to say "no".  No, you
can't go to the party, No you can't do this or No you can't do that.  I
think you've forgotten what it's like to be young."

   "I haven't forgotten, but you don't know what it's like from where I
sit."

   Eve reached out and took Monica's hand.

   They both spoke at the same time and the words coming from Monica's
mouth were carbon copies of those spilling form Eve's.

   "I wish you could be me for a day!"

   An electric like shock flashed between Monica and Eve.  Eve let go of
Monica's hand and they both jumped back.

   "Wha-what was that?"Monica stammered.

   "I have no idea, but it was rather strange." Eve responded.

   Monica's hand still tingled from the shock.  She looked at it, half
expecting to see a burn mark, but nothing was there.

   Eve slowly reached out her hand and touched her daughter's.  When
nothing happened, she sighed with relief and said,"Must have been a static
electrical charge.  I think I'll take a shower to quiet my nerves, but I do
want to continue this talk before I go to work."

   Monica rolled her eyes and said,"Yes mother!"

   Eve climbed the stairs, undressed and climbed into the shower.  Just as
she turned on the water a sensation of cold washed over her.  She quickly
turned on the hot water and stood under the steaming flow for a long time,
turning it off only when it started to grow cool.  She stepped out, feeling
energized, the chill she had earlier was long gone.  She grabbed a towel
and walked into her bedroom as she dried herself.  As she passed the full
length mirror attached to her door, she glanced at herself and stopped dead
still.  The image of her daughter stared back from the mirror.

   She slowly raised her hand to her cheek and watched in fascination as
the image of her daughter did the same.  She slowly looked down, expecting
to see the dark, neatly trimmed hair of her bush, only to see the sparse,
red public hair of her daughter.

   She stumbled back and sat down heavily on her bed.  Her mind trying to
grasp what was happening.  A moment later a scream echoed through the house
from Monica's room.  Eve jumped to her feet and ran out of her room and
into Monica's.

   Monica was standing frozen in front of her mirror staring at the image
of her mother reflected there.  As she heard her mother come into the room
she turned and again screamed as she saw herself standing in the doorway.

   "You, Me, Wha Wha ?" She stammered, almost hysterical.

   "Please honey, don't panic." Eve said.  "I'm not sure what's going on
but we can't panic!"

   "I'm you and you're me?" Monica gasp.

   "Looks like it." Eve said,"I have no idea how it happened, but we need
to find out what's going on."

   "But I'm old!" Monica said.

   "Mature, darling, mature." Eve said with a smile.

   They stared at each other for some time, suddenly Monica began to giggle
then, laugh.  Before long both of them were doubled over with laughter. 
Finally the laugher tapered off to giggles.

   "It is kind of funny." Monica said,"I 've been wishing you could be me
for a day so you could see what it's like."

   A thoughtful look crossed Eve's face as she said,"Funny I've been
wishing you could be me for a day to see what it's like.  I wonder???"

   "Well what do we do until we figure out what happened?  No one will
believe us if we tell them!" Monica said.

   "I'll call in sick for the day, that will give us the weekend to figure
out something.  What about you?  Can I call you in an excuse at school?"
Eve asked.

   "No." Monica said,"I've got to take a test in math today, and today is
the only time the teacher will give it.  If I miss it I fail."

   "Ok.  I think I remember enough math to pass a test.  I'll go take it
for you.  But you have to go get my licence renewed today.  It's the last
day I can do it, otherwise I'll have to take the driving test again."

   "Well, lets get dressed." Eve said, heading for her bedroom.  She
stopped halfway to the door and turned back.  "I guess this is my bedroom
now.  For a while anyway."

   Monica giggled, nodded and said,"Maybe I should help you choose what to
wear and you can do the same for me.  I have no idea what you would want to
wear!"

   An hour latter Monica and Eve stood in the kitchen looking at each
other. Eve was dressed in low fitting hip huggers, a small revealing top,
with no bra, which had caused much argument, and platform sandals.  Monica
was dressed in a cotton print sun dress, sports bra, lace panties and low
open toed sandals.

   "You really wear this?" Monica ask.

   "Yes I do, but I can't believe you really wear this!  With no bra!" Eve
responded.

   Monica giggled and said,"I do look good in that!" And to herself she
thought,'At 38 you still look good too, Mom.  I think this might be fun!'

   "OK.  Let's do it!  " Eve said.  She handed the keys of her
station-wagon to her daughter and took the keys of Monica's Honda.

   "You be careful with that!" Eve said over her shoulder as she walked out
the door.

   "I will!  Don't forget to pickup Tricia on the way!" Monica said.

   ________________________________________________________________________

   As Eve drove she found herself wondering how this had happened.  She
also found the sensations of her daughters body to be distracting.  She
really wanted to slip her hand into her crotch and find out how it would
feel to rub herself there.  Just the thought of it caused a flush of
moistness to dampen her inner thighs.  She bit her lip and tried to get her
mind on something else.

   Tricia jumped into the car and began to chatter.  Eve wasn't worried
about Tricia becoming suspicious.  The girl didn't shut up long enough to
notice anything suspicious.

   Eve shook herself and became aware of what Tricia was saying," and then
Christy said she watched her pull his cock out of his shorts right there in
the gym and sucked him until he came.  And she swallowed it too!  Can you
believe that?  Then she said he picked her up and put her on the desk,
pulled her panties off and ate her pussy until she came!  He wanted to fuck
her but she couldn't on account of she's not on the pill and they didn't
have a condom.  Can you believe that?  Mrs.  Shram and that hunk of a gym
teacher?  Christy said she heard him tell her that if any of her friends
wanted to they could come by too!  Christy said she was tempted to come out
of her hiding place after Mrs.  Shram left and offer to do him!  So what do
you think?  Should I do it?  Should I go offer to give him a blow job? 
I've never let a guy cum in my mouth, but I guess there's always a first
time.  And I'm on the pill.  Maybe I should let him fuck me too!  God he's
a hunk and if he's been fucking Mrs.  Shram he might do me!  "

   Eve couldn't think of who Tricia was talking about, but it sounded like
a very good looking young teacher.

   "So what do you think?" Tricia asked again.

   "Ah, I don't know.  Let me think about it." Eve said.

   Tricia gave her an odd look but then started off on a verbal rampage
about the Goldman twins.

   They pulled into the parking lot a few minutes earlier then usual.  As
they strolled across the grass Tricia nudged Eve pointed and said,"See,
look at the way he walks.  I think I will go suck his cock, just because
he's so tasty looking!"

   Eve stared at the figure Tricia was pointing out.  He was six feet tall,
tanned, lean and muscular.  When he turned her way she was taken by the ice
blue of his eyes and the sensuality of his smile.

   'My God, I'd suck him too!' She thought.

   As they walked down the hall they were greeted by first one then another
of the crowd clogging the narrow locker lined passage.  Some Eve knew as
her daughter's friends, some she knew not at all, so had to fake
recognition.

   Her and Tricia arrived at the math class and took their seats.  An hour
later Eve's mind felt numb.  She hoped she had passed the test for her
daughter, but she wondered about it.  She had forgotten more then she
realized.

   After math class they headed for the History building for their next
class.

   "I think I'm going to skip the rest of the day." Eve said.

   "You can't do!  Not yet anyway!"Tricia said,"Don't you remember?  A
bunch of us are skipping this afternoon and going to Jimmy Crider's house.
Remember?  Damn Mon, I'd almost swear you weren't you!"

   "Oh, yea, that's right.  I'm just not feeling well is all." Eve
stuttered.

   "OK.  But let's get going.  That hunk Franky Marx will be sitting in
front of us today.  Man that guy has a fine ass!  Remember last year
when...." Tricia went off on a long rambling story about Franky and some
girl named Grace.

   As they made their way to class Eve wondered how her daughter was making
out.....

   ________________________________________________________________________

   Monica had left to drive to the licencing office a few minutes after her
mom had left.  When she arrived the line was almost out the door, so it
took her the better part of two hours to get the licence renewed.  As she
walked towards her car she heard someone call to her.  Bill Jordan, a
friend of her mother's was jogging across the parking lot towards her.

   He stopped next to her and said,"Hey Eve.  I was hoping I'd catch you.
Would you come take a look at these new additions to my stock?  I think
you'll be interested by them."

   Monica rather liked him.  He was a bit older then her mom, but well
built and handsome .  She had always suspected that he and her mother
shared more then friendship.

   She had no idea what kind of stock he meant, for Bill ran a small gun
shop and she knew her mom wasn't interested in guns.

   "I really should be getting home." Monica said.

   "Oh, come on." Bill grinned, " Just take a look at these and tell me
what you think.  Then you can go home."

   "Okay.  All right.  I'll take a look." Monica replied, then followed
Bill as he returned to his shop.

   He held the door for her to enter.  As he stepped through she noticed
him locking the door and then he flipped the "Closed" sign around to face
out.

   He turned grinned and said, "This way," motioning as he did to the door
behind the counter.

   He again held the door for her to enter and when Monica stepped through
she found herself in a work area.  She heard the door close behind her,
turned to face him and a moment later found herself locked in his arms.

   "Damn Eve I've missed you!" He said.

   Not sure what to do or say Monica stammered,"I-I've missed you too."

   In the next instant she felt his hands slid down and cup the firm cheeks
of her ass and found his lips crushed to hers.  She was so surprised, she
didn't know how to respond.  A moment later Bill broke the kiss and stepped
back, a puzzled frown on his face.

   "You okay?" He asked,"You seem to be rather,....stiff.  I haven't hurt
you or angered you have I?"

   "N-n-no."Monica stammered trying to figure out what to do,"I'm just not
feeling right is all."

   "I'm sorry."Bill said,"The flu?  A cold?"

   "No." Monica responded finally starting to think clearly and understand
that Bill and her mom were much more then just friends,"I'm not sure what
it is, but you didn't do anything."

   "Good." Bill said with a grin, cupped her breast with one hand as he
used the other, still on her ass, to pull her tight against him,"because I
really, really want to get together with you, soon!  Like now!"

   She felt his hand on her ass pulling at her dress, then she felt the
electric shock of his bare palm on her ass cheek.  A moment later she felt
his fingers slid under her panties, then slip into her cunt.  She was
stunned.  She hadn't expected that, and was having a hard time trying to
not think like herself and at the same time figure out what her mother
would do.

   "My, my, it feels like your wet and ready right now!  Care for a quicky
before you go?  No one will come in, I locked the door and put out the
lunch sign.  Just back up a bit...and there!  " As he spoke Bill gentle
guided her back, then picked her up and sat her on the felt covered
worktable.

   Monica was confused and dazed, still trying to figure out what her
mother would do if she were her.  It was obvious Bill and her mom were
lovers, so should she turn him down?  Should she do it?  What should she
do? She felt Bill gently pushing her legs apart, pulling up her dress, then
his finger's slipping up to hook into the band of her panties and pull them
down.

   "Raise up just a bit...that's it."Bill said as he pulled her panties
down, then off.  He trailed his finger's back up the inside of her leg. 
Monica was very aware of his touch.  By now she could feel her body
responding, wanting his touch and when his fingers slipped between the wet
lips of her pussy, she groaned.  She had let some of the boys get this far,
so she knew how good it felt.  But she also knew Bill was going to want to
fuck her, and because she had never felt a cock inside her, she wasn't sure
she wanted to let him do it to her, well to her mother's body...but it
would be her.

   'Damn,' she thought,'this is complicated.'

   The waves of pleasure rolled over her as his finger's slipped in and out
of her.

   'Oh God!  Should I let him fuck me?  But he won't be fucking me, he'll
be fucking my mom, but he will actually be doing it to me.' She thought.'I
want to, I want to bad, but should I?'

   Then she suddenly came to a decision,'He's done it with my mom before,
so even if this is the first time for me, they have done it, so it should
be good and he won't know it's not her, but me.  Screw it!  I'm going to
let him fuck me, I mean her, I mean...Aw the hell with it!'

   With that Monica groaned and spread her legs farther apart, ready to
experience her first feel of cock.

   Bill chuckled and said,"Eve you are one sexy, sensual woman.  You're so
wet and ready, I really want to slip my cock into you but first......."

   Monica had closed her eyes and laid back on the table in preparation for
him to enter her.  She was expecting him to climb between her legs, but
instead Bill placed the tip of his tongue on her hip at the top of the fold
where her leg and hip met.  Monica stiffened, not knowing what was
happening.  Her eyes popped open and she looked down just as Bill ran his
tongue along that fold towards her snatch.  She shivered as Bill's tongue
touched the wet lips of her pussy.  Just as she was about to protest what
he was doing, the tip of his tongue dipped between the swollen lips of her
cunt and touched her clit.

   Monica groaned as Bill spread her lips and sucked her clit into his
mouth.  Her eyes fluttered shut as he began to eat her in earnest.  She had
never felt anything so intense, so exquisite, so good!



   He ran his tongue up and down her slit, stopping each time to flick her
clit with the tip.  Occasionally he would suck her clit into his mouth and
roll in between his lips as he sucked at it, hard.  Each time, this would
bring a gasp from her and she would arch her hips trying to push her snatch
harder against his mouth.

   Just when she thought it couldn't get any better, Monica felt him slip
his fingers into her and begin to slide them in and out.  The feel that had
begun as a warm glow in her crotch when he had first touched her, was now a
burning fire.  She was totally engulfed by it.  She was totally focused on
the feel of his mouth on her, the feel of his fingers in her, the red hot
glow of her passion.  She didn't realize anything else was happening until
her climax hit her.

   As it crested and engulfed her she felt the muscles of her pussy pulse,
as they rhythmically gripped his fingers.

   "Wh-Wh-Wh----OH GOD!" She screamed as the orgasm shook her to the core.

   Bill pulled her hips to him and pushed his mouth tight against her sweet
pulsing sex.  He was delighted by the sweet taste of her cream as she
orgasmed.  He sucked her clit hard for over a minute, then broke away.  He
quickly dropped his pants and crawled up between her legs, his hard rod in
his hand a drop of pre-cum oozing from and glistening on the tip.

   Monica was trembling, still locked in the grip of her orgasm.  She felt
Bill climb between her legs.  She opened her eyes to meet his just as he
lunged forward to bury his hard cock inside her.  For the first time Monica
felt the sensation of a hard cock buried to it's hilt inside her.  She
trembled at the combined feeling of her orgasm and his cock filling her.

   Bill began to slowly stroke in and out of her trying to make it last,
but soon he was slamming into her with abandon.  His hands grasped her firm
round cheeks, as he slammed into her, his balls bouncing against her ass at
each stroke.

   Monica couldn't believe how good it felt.  She reached up and wrapped
her arms around his neck and then wrapped her legs around his hips.  Each
time he stroked she would pull with her legs wanting more and more of his
hard rod.

   She could feel juices running down the crack of her ass.  She buried her
face in his shoulder and inhaled the intoxicating scent of him.  She could
hear the almost obscene, but delightful, sound of his flesh slapping hers,
the sloshing wet sound of his rod sliding in and out of her as he fucked
her.  She was lost in the utter pleasure of the moment.  Then she felt him
stiffen, felt him slam into her pussy and stop as deep as he could get,
heard him groan and felt a wonderful warm gush inside her as he came.

   To her surprise, as she felt his cock pulse and felt the warm gush of
his cum, another smaller orgasm gripped her.  She gasped and trembled as
she climaxed for a second time.  Bill lay between her legs for a few
moments, his deflating cock still inside her.  He placed his lips gently on
hers, giving her a soft sweet kiss.

   "God I do love being with you Eve." He said,"You do turn me on.  We
really shouldn't let so much time pass between our meetings."

   Monica was warm and snug in the after glow of sex.  She knew they needed
to get up and go, but she really didn't want to.

   "You're right." She said,"Call me later.  We can arrange a time to get
together again."

   To herself she thought,'This is way to much fun to pass up!.'

   Bill finally pulled his deflated cock from her cum filled pussy, stood
and pulled up his pants.

   Monica got off the table and pulled her panties back on.  She wanted to
clean up but decided to wait until she got home to do so.  She glanced back
at the table and noticed the dark wet spot where she had lain.  For some
reason this embarrassed her and as she turned back to Bill her cheeks were
red.

   Bill grinned and said,"Don't worry, it will dry and be gone in a short
time, just like the times before.  Besides each time I work here I'll think
of you and me on this table.  A very nice memory indeed!"

   The "the times before" part caught Monica's attention.

   'Mom has done this with him before!' Monica thought.'I wonder how many
times?'

   They walked back through the shop.  At the door he kissed her, then let
her out as he turned his "Closed" sign around to read "Open".  As she drove
home Monica thought of all the times her mother had talked to her about
waiting for sex and wondered why.  Her Mom had never explained, other then
to say it was for the best.

   "I think it's time for us to talk."Monica said to herself.

   When she arrived home the message light was flashing on the answering
machine.  She punched the play button as she walked past.  She opened the
refrigerator, pulled out a small bottle of orange juice and leaned against
the counter just as the first message started.  There were two from
telemarketer's, which she quickly deleted.  The last one was from one of
her mom's male friends, Andy Goodman.

   From the first time she met him, Monica had been infatuated with Andy.
She had often fantasized about letting him take her cherry.  A couple of
times, she had actually done a little teasing.  She had "accidentally" left
her bedroom door cracked open once when he was visiting her mom.  So when
she heard his voice on the answering machine, she listened to his message
with rapt interest.

   "Eve, this is Andy.  I'm in town for the weekend.  Care to get together?
Call me at The Sportsman motel, room 43."

   Monica rewound the message and listened to it again, then slowly drank
her juice as she thought about what she should do.

   She swallowed the last sip of juice, picked up the phone and dialed the
number for Andy's room.

   It rang twice then Andy's voice said,"Hello?"

   Monica was very nervous and had to concentrate to keep her voice from
quavering as she said,"Hi Andy."

   "Eve!" He said, delight plain in his voice," I'm glad you called.  But I
thought you didn't get off work until later."

   " I took the day off because of our birthday, Monica and me." She said,
she was still nervous but she was starting to calm down now that she was
talking to him.

   " I got your message.  I'd love to get together, but I have to wait
until Monica gets home so I can find out what she's doing for the evening."

   "I'll be here all evening." Andy said,"Call after you talk to her, ok?
I'd really like to see you this evening."

   "I'll call, I promise." She said.

   "Ok.  Talk to you later then.  Bye sexy lady."

   Monica hung up the phone and grinned.  This was way too good to pass up!
All she had to do was make sure her mom went to the party at the lake
cabin. It might take some talking, but she thought she could convince her
mom that everyone expected her, Monica that is, to be at the party.

   _______________________________________________________________________



   At lunch Eve and Tricia climbed into Monica's car and pulled out of the
parking lot.

   "Uh, where are we going?" Eve asked.

   "I swear Mon!  To Bobby's parents cabin on the lake!  They're out of
town and we have it for the weekend.  So did you ask your mom about letting
you go out there this weekend?" Tricia asked.

   "Uh, not yet." Eve said.

   "Get with it!  Do it tonight.  You've been saying you'll sneak out if
you have to, but your going.  It would make it much easier if she let's you
go.  And she has said several times, when you're 18 it's your choice!"

   "Yea.  I'll tell her." Eve said.

   But to herself she thought,'I'm not looking forward to spending a
weekend with a bunch of teenagers, especially if I've got to be one of
them!'

   It took about 20 minutes to get to the lake.  There was three cars
parked in the driveway, Bobby's Chevy pickup, Christy's Toyota and George
Warren's '78 Firebird.  In front of all of them sat a shiny green sport
bike; who's she didn't know.

   They could hear the music long before they got to the door.  They
knocked and when Bobby opened it the sound level just about bowled Eve
over.

   "Hey birthday girl!" Bobby yelled,"come on in!"

   There were half a dozen kids in the cabin when they stepped in.  Eve
knew all of them but one, a handsome dark haired young man leaning against
the fire place, dressed in a black leather bikers jacket.

   'If I were Monica I'd go for that one.' Eve thought as she looked the
dark haired young man up and down.

   Tricia noticing where Eve was staring, put her mouth close to Eve's ear
and said loud enough to be heard over the music,"Isn't that Morgan Conrad a
hunk and a half or what?  And I can tell you're still drooling after him!
That's the same expression you had on your face when you met him last
week."

   Eve nodded, her eyes still checking out the young man across the room.
She glanced at Tricia and then looked back to find her gaze locked with
his. A smile flicked across his lips for a moment, then he winked at her.
All she could do was stare and think,' MY GOD!  How I'd like to jump his
bones!  If he were older or I were younger....'

   Her circumstances hit here and she giggled,'I guess I am younger!'

   Suddenly Morgan pushed away from where he'd been leaning and sauntered
across the cabin towards her.  She became aware of her heart beating faster
and her palms becoming damp as he approached.

   'I'm acting like I am my daughter and not just in her body!' Eve thought
as Morgan stopped in front of her.

   "Hey." He said, looking her up and down.

   "Whaz'up?"She replied, trying her best to sound like her daughter would
have.

   "You ever ride on a bike?" He ask.

   "Nope." She said.

   "You wanna' try a ride?" He said.

   Eve thought for a second and said,"Sure.  Now?"

   Morgan grinned and replied,"Now.  Come-on."

   She followed him out of the house.  He stopped by his bike and
unstrapped a helmet from the back and handed it to her.  She put it on and
he carefully helped her fasten the chin strap.

   He strapped on his helmet, climbed on to his machine and a moment later
it roared to life.  He reached down, flipped out the passenger pegs, then
held out his hand in invitation.  She took the pre-offered hand, stepped up
on the passenger peg and settled in behind him, snuggled tight against his
back.

   "Hang on." He said.

   With that he pulled out of the drive and the next moment Eve was holding
on for dear life, her arms wrapped around his waist in a death grip as the
world flashed past.

   A half hour later they pulled into the drive and he shut off the engine.
He pulled off his helmet, turned and arched his eyebrow in inquiry.

   She grinned and said,"I loved it!"

   He looked down at her firm jutting breast's and with a grin said,"I
kinda' enjoyed it too!"

   Eve found herself enthralled by this young man.

   'Oh God!' She groaned to herself,'If only he were older!  If he was, as
soon as I got back to my body I'd have him in my bed.  But I can't screw
someone that young, as myself, I think, and I can't as my daughter.  She's
virgin and I can't give that away for her.'

   Morgan stepped off the bike and moved over to her.  He pulled her to him
and before she could stop it, or could even think about stopping it, he was
kissing her.  Automatically she started to respond, hesitated; then
thought,' what the hell,' and kissed him back with a passion.

   When they came up for air he grinned and said,"I've never had one like
that.  WhoooWaaa!"

   She smiled and panted,"Me either!"

   He again bent to kiss her and this time she didn't hesitate.  She threw
her arms around his neck and put everything she had into the embrace.  As
they kissed she was aware of his hands roaming along her back.  He slide
one hand down to massage the cheek of her firm ass, the other she could
feel moving along her side, then she felt the electric touch of skin on
skin as his fingertips touched her bare skin.  He worked it up under her
top and it felt so good she didn't want to stop him.  A moment later she
moaned as his fingers flicked across her nipple, then his hand cupped her
firm young breast.

   Morgan moved his other hand from her ass around to her front and started
to unsnap her jeans.  It took him only a few seconds to unsnap, then unzip
them.  Eve groaned as she felt his hand slip into her pants, then felt his
finger slip between the lips of her moist, warm snatch.

   'Oh God I want to fuck him!' She thought.'But I can't!' she wailed to
herself.

   She broke the embrace and stepped back panting.  Morgan stepped towards
her and she put her hand on his chest.

   "I can't." She gasped,"I.....  really I can't."

   Morgan grinned, "Why not?  We seem to hit it off.  "

   Eve took a long breath and said,"A lot of reasons.  The biggest one is
I'm a virgin and I plan to stay that way for a while."

   "You're a cherry, huh?  A little old to be a cherry aren't you?  I mean
most girls your age have already done it at least once." Morgan said.

   "I-I...." Eve didn't know what to say.

   She knew Morgan was right, but didn't know how to defend the virgin
status of her daughter.

   Morgan stepped up close to her, tipped her chin up so her eyes met his
and said,"Don't worry about it.  I'll leave it be.  You're a nice girl, I
like you.  If that's the way it is, then it is.  But if you decide you want
to change that anytime soon...."

   He grinned at her, leaned forward and placed his lips gently on hers.  A
long, slow, soft kiss.

   Eve found herself falling into him, wanting more of his touch, wanting
more of him.

   Morgan broke the kiss, stepped back and said,"Come on, before I decide
your cherry status is a challenge and try to do something about it."

   Eve followed him into the house trying to forget what it had felt like
when he had touched her, and found she couldn't.

   As they entered the cabin Eve glanced at the clock and was shocked to
see it was 5:00 PM.

   She scrabbled through the crowded, noisy room to where Tricia and Bobby
were snuggled up in a large overstuffed chair.

   "Hey!" Eve yelled over the din,"I've got to get home!  You coming?"

   "I'll stay here." Tricia yelled back,"You coming back?"

   "I think so." Eve said,"I have to see."

   "Ok.  If you're not back in a few hours I'll call you." Tricia said..

   Eve negotiated her way to the door.  Morgan was leaning against the door
frame as she opened it to leave.

   He looked at her, cocked an eyebrow and said,"You gunna' be back?"

   Eve felt a warm flush in her crotch and to her surprise said," Yea, I
think so.  Will you be here?"

   "If your coming back, Damn right I will be!" He said with a grin.

   All the way home the memory of Morgan's touch floated through her mind,
along with thoughts of how good it would be to feel his cock inside her.

   "Christ!  If I only could!" She muttered to herself.

   ________________________________________________________________________


   When Eve walked into the house Monica was ready.

   "Hi, Mom.  So how did the test go?" She ask.

   "I think I did alright with that, but there's something else we need to
discuss." Eve said, "Tricia took me to the lake cabin."

   Monica almost panicked until she realize her mom's voice, or her voice
used by her mom, didn't have that lecture edge to it.  Monica wasn't sure
what to do so she decided to face it head on.

   "So how many were there already?" She ask.

   "About half a dozen or so.  How many are suppose to be there,
altogether, tonight?" Eve ask.

   Monica could tell her mom wasn't angry at all, so she said,"There were
about a dozen invited, but there will be twice that many show up."

   "That's what I figured.  And I suppose everyone is expecting you to be
there?" Eve ask.

   Monica could have sworn she heard hope in her mom's voice.

   'Na!' She thought,'can't be!'

   Out loud she said,"Yes.  All my friends will expect me to be at the
party.  I have to be there--errr- you have to be there in my
place--errr--as me, you know what I mean!"

   "I thought that was the case.  And I suppose if you don't show all your
friends will find it fishy?" Eve said.

   'Damn, there it is again!' Monica thought,'I could almost swear she
wants to go to the party!'

   "Yes, this party has been planned for a long time, so all my friends
will think it's very fishy if I don't show.  Especially because it's my
18th birthday.  I've told all of them I was going to be there because I
would be 18 and my own boss."

   "I guess I'll just have to go then." Eve said.

   'She does want to go!' Monica thought,'What's gotten into her?  I need
to find out what happened at the party!'

   "So who was there?" Monica ask.

   "Let's see; Tricia, Bobby, George Warren, Cristy, Sharon a couple of
boys I didn't know and, hmmm, oh yea, some guy named Morgan." Eve said,
trying to be nonchalant, but her cheeks colored slightly as she said his
name.

   Monica had been watching her mom closely and caught the slight flush as
Eve spoke of Morgan.

   'I see!' Monica thought.

   "Isn't Morgan a hunk!  Did you talk to him?"

   "Ah, yes I did.  In fact he offered me a ride on his bike and I
accepted."

   "Really?" Monica squealed in delight,"Was that all?  Did he ask you, me,
us out?"

   "Awww, not really, after he kissed me..."

   "HE WHAT?" Monica screamed.

   "He aww, kissed me." Eve said, then her cheeks colored again as she
added,"I'm afraid I let him touch me...you...us, too."

   "W-what do you mean touch?" Monica stammered, surprised.

   "Aww, I'm afraid I let him fondle your...my breast." Eve said.

   "You what?" Monica stared at her mother,"Was that all?"

   "Aww, no." Eve said, her voice dropping a bit,"I-I let him get his hand
into my...your...he put his finger...Damn it!  He got his finger into our
pussy!"

   Monica glared at her mother, then started to giggle.  Before long Monica
was holding her sides, peals of laughter spilling from her lips.  Eve was
shocked, but found the laughter contagious.  Before long she was chuckling
too.

   Monica's laughter slowed, then trickled to a stop.

   Eve said,"So what was that all about?"

   "You're in my body for less then a day, you make-out with one good
looking guy and he manages to get his hand into your pants!  What's going
to happen if you're with him for a few hours?  You going to fuck him?"
Monica ask.

   "You watch your mouth young lady!  Of course not!" Eve said," At least
I-I don't think...no I'm sure I'd never go that far!  I'm in your body. 
You're still a virgin (here Monica grinned to herself thinking about Bill
and the afternoon at his shop).  I couldn't!  "

   "Mom,"Monica said,"It's not that big a deal.  The only reason I'm still
a virgin is you wanted it, I didn't.  I was planning on this being the
night I'd be rid of it.  I really don't know why you made such a big deal
out of it.  Beside's, I'm not any more."

   Eve looked at her daughter, puzzled,"But I'm in your body I can tell you
are."

   "No mom, you don't get it." Monica said,"My body is, yes.  I, on the
other hand am not."

   "But what-How?" Eve stammered.

   "When I went to renew your licence today, I met your friend Bill in the
parking lot.  He took me to his shop to show me something...his felt
covered work table." Monica said, watching for her mom's reaction.

   It took a moment, then Monica could see the realization of what had
happened hit her mom.

   "He He, had sex with you?  Damn that man I'll kill him for screwing my
daughter!" Eve said.

   "Mom, he didn't screw me, he screwed you.  He had no idea it was me.  He
thought it was you.  And boy did he!  For the first time I've ever had a
man inside me, two climaxes is pretty good!"

   Eve calmed down as her mind processed the complications of the
situation.

   "You're right he didn't know it was you.  So what did he do?" Eve asked.

   "Well," Monica said," he, aww, he used his tongue on me."

   Eve grinned," Bill is very good with his tongue.  Very good."

   "Better then other guys?" Monica ask.

   "A lot better.  The only other guy I've ever been with who comes close
is Andy." Eve said.

   Monica could feel her pussy start to grow moist at the thought of Andy's
tongue doing what Bill had done.

   "I I see." She said.

   "What else did he do?" Eve ask.

   "He struck his cock inside me and fucked me for quite a while then came
inside me.  God did that feel good!  That's when I had my second climax."

   "Well daughter, I'm glad your first sexual experience turned out so
well. But I'm not sure I want to go to this party.  You have to remember
I'm use to having sex and I'm horny as hell.  I'm not sure I'll be able to
stop if Morgan comes on to me again."

   "So don't." Monica said,"I told you, losing my cherry isn't any big deal
to me.  So it doesn't matter if I do it or you do."

   "I would rather not do it for you.  It just doesn't seem fair." Eve
said,"But you're right about me going back to the party.  Everyone will
expect it, so I will."

   "Ok, then you had better shower and go."Monica said,"Call later and let
me know what you are going to do."

   "Ok.  But what are you planning for this evening?" Eve ask.

   "Oh, I'm just going to stay in and watch a movie." Monica said,"I'll
come up and help you pick out something to wear."

   Monica followed Eve up the stairs and thought,'Do what you want Mom, I'm
going to be having fun with your other boyfriend.'

   Half an hour later Eve stood at the door ready to go.  She was dressed
in a short skirt, a halter top that Monica had picked out and a pair of Doc
Martins.

   Eve looked down at herself and said,"This is what you'd wear?"

   "Absolutely!"Monica said, and then thought,'If I were trying to get a
guy to make a move on me that is!  I hope Morgan does and succeeds!'

   Eve took a breath let it out and said,"Ok, I'm off."

   As Eve pulled out of the drive Monica was already dialing the number for
Andy's motel.

   ________________________________________________________________________


   As soon as Monica had seen her mother pull out of the driveway, she was
dialing the phone.

   It rang once and Andy's deep pleasant voice said," Hello?"

   "Hi."Monica replied, trying to keep her voice from trembling,"Monica
just left for a party.  I think she'll be gone most of the night.  Would
you like to come here, or shall I come there?"

   Andy laughed and said,"Why don't you come over here?  That way if she
does come home, she won't catch us in the middle of anything."

   "Ok." Monica said,"I'll be there in a little while."

   "My sweet sexy lady, I can hardly wait!"Andy said.

   Monica started to pull clothes out of her mom's closet, looking for
something provocative to wear.  In the back, tucked behind a pant suit
outfit, Monica found a sheer, black, see through, lace dress.  She pulled
it out and held it up to look at it.

   She grinned and said out loud,"Why mother!  Such a revealing thing this
is!  I think I'll put it to good use!"

   Monica dressed quickly and then examined the result in the full length
mirror.  She hadn't put on a bra and was pleased to see her nipples stood
out under the lace.  Monica debated on whether or not to wear the lace
panties that had been with the dress.  She looked at her image with them on
and then took them off and compared the visual result.  With them on it hid
her mom's dark bush.  With them off her mom's dark curly bush was just
visible under the black lace dress.

   Monica grinned and said,"No panties it is!"

   15 minutes later she took a deep breath and knocked lightly on Andy's
motel room door.  Andy opened the door and as he saw her a grin spread from
ear to ear.  Without a word he stepped forward, took her in his arms and
crushed his lips to hers in a hot passionate kiss.  Monica was taken by
surprise but after a moment melted against him and began to kiss him back.

   Andy's hands roamed over her body, touching her breast, stroking down
her side and along the curve of her hip, finally stopping as he cupped the
firm cheek of her ass.

   He broke the kiss and said in a whisper,"Maybe we should go inside? 
Unless you want to give the patrons a show?"

   Monica giggled and replied,"I think inside would suit me fine."

   Andy lead her into his room and closed the door.  He mixed her a drink
from the group of bottles on the dresser.

   As he handed it to her he said,"Rum and Coke, right?"

   Monica smiled at him, took the glass and sipped at it, letting her gaze
take in the man before her.  He had dark hair and green eyes.  He was of
medium height, 5' 10" tall.  He had wide shoulders and his arms were
massive from years of weight lifting.  She had always liked Andy, and a few
times had thought about what it would be like to fuck him.

   Now she had the chance and she was ready.  The really nice thing about
this set up was he wasn't going to feel guilty, or be hesitant about it,
like he would be if she were still in her own body.  Like the experience
she had with Bill that afternoon, Monica knew she was in for a really great
time.  Unlike the afternoon tryst however, she was ready for this one.

   She sat her glass down walked over to Andy and began to run her hands
over his chest as she stared into his eyes.

   "Please." She said,"I need you."

   Andy smiled, picked her up and carried her to the bed.  He sat her
gently on the edge and with one deft motion pulled her lace dress up and
off.  His eyes ran up and down her body as if to devour her.

   "God you are gorgeous!"He said.

   He unbuttoned and pulled off his shirt, exposing his tanned and muscular
upper body.  He unsnapped and unzipped his slacks, dropped them to the
floor and stepped out of them.  He had on a pair of white boxers and with a
grin he pulled them down and kicked them off.

   Monica sat transfixed.  She had never even seen Andy in a pair of
shorts, much less naked.  He was tan all over and perfectly proportioned.
His hard cock stuck out in front of him like a pole.  It was of good size
and girth, not monstrous by any means, but a very nice example of a male
member.  Andy stepped forward until his hard rod hung in the air only an
inch or so from Monica's face.

   "Care for a taste?" He ask with a grin.

   Monica hadn't ever let anyone fuck her, but she had sucked a few.  She
reached up and wrapped her hand around the stiff pole in front of her.  Her
hand wouldn't go all the way around it.  She leaned forward and slowly ran
her tongue along the underside of the purple, engorged, plum sized head,
then popped it between her lips and back out several times, making Andy
laugh.

   She took as much of it as she could into her mouth, cupped his balls and
began to slide it in and out of her ruby lips, all the while using her
tongue to good effect.

   Andy groaned and said,"My God Eve!  You give the best blow jobs!  One of
these days I'm going to finally talk you into marrying me."

   Monica almost choked on his hard cock as she heard his statement.  She
had no idea how Andy felt about her mom until that moment.

   Andy glanced down at her, a concerned look on his face and said,"Are you
ok?"

   Monica popped his cock from her mouth and replied,"I'm fine.  I got a
pube hair stuck in my throat is all."

   Andy grinned then a look of ecstacy filled his face as she again
swallowed his cock.  She was both amused and pleased at his response to her
blow-job.  She was so pleased she decided she would try to make this one
he'd never forget.  As she stroked and kneaded his balls she wrapped her
other hand around the base of his hard shaft, tilted her head back and
swallowed his hard shaft to the root, then pulled back, sliding it out, her
tongue working the tender underside as her lips stroked over the girth of
it.  As her full, red lips slipped out over the head of his cock, she
hesitated a fraction of a second, then shoved her head forward, again
taking the entire length of it into her mouth and throat.

   Under such sensual ministrations, It wasn't long before Andy groaned,"OH
GOD Baby!  I'm gunna cum!"

   A split second later Monica was swallowing desperately to keep up with
the volume of cum Andy was squirting into her mouth.  After what seemed
like an hour, Andy's hard rod twitched a last time as the last drop of his
spunk dripped onto her tongue.  She had, in the past, allowed a few guys to
cum in her mouth so wasn't a stranger to the taste, and actually liked it,
but she had never had anyone with Andy's volume.  She was surprised to find
she had swallowed it all.

   Andy grinned down at her and gently pulled his cock from her mouth.  He
took her by the arms and raised her to her feet.  He pulled her slowly to
him and crushed his lips to her's.  His tongue snaked between her full lips
and his fingers found there way to her wet slit.  He kissed her hard,
diddling her creamy, wet snatch as he did.

   He broke the kiss and whispered,"Come.  It's your turn to cum."

   He took her shoulders and gently pushing her back onto the bed.  He
knelt at the edge, grasp her legs and pushed them up, exposing her wet,
pink, swollen labia.  He leaned forward and placed his mouth against her
pussy.  He stopped, still.  Monica could feel his hot breath against her
aching cunt.  Minute by minute Monica could feel the tense knot of desire
building in her crotch as Andy's warm lips and hot breath lay against her
entrance.  Finally Monica could take no more.

   "Oh, God!" She moaned,"Oh...GOD!  Please....eat meeee!"

   As the word "me" left her lips, Andy shoved his tongue into her snatch
and began to lick her clit.

   Monica grabbed the back of his head and pulled, moaning over and
over,"Oh..God!  Oh...God!"

   Andy slipped two fingers into her wetness.  He hooked them upwards to
rub her G-spot.  As he did, it caused an electric shock to course through
Monica.  Before she knew it, before she could think about it, a tremendous
orgasm washed over her.  It was so intense she couldn't even moan.  As the
massive orgasm thundered through her, all she could do was tremble.

   Finally she managed to gasp out,"No..No more!  Oh God...S...S...Stop! 
No more!"

   Andy gave her sopping snatch one last long lick, and slowly pulled his
fingers from inside her.

   He grinned and said,"My goodness Eve, you've always been a hot lover,
but tonight you seem to be twenty degrees beyond hot!"

   "And now my hot, sexy lover,"He said grasping his still hard cock and
placing it at her entrance,"It's time for this."

   With the last word he pushed forward sliding the length of his rod balls
deep into her wet warm snatch.  Monica groaned at the sensation.  She
couldn't believe how good a hard cock felt when it filled her pussy this
way.  Without pulling out of her, Andy slid her around until they were both
on the bed.  He pulled her legs up over his arms, grasp her hips and began
to slowly thrust into her, then out until just the tip of his cock was
still between her pussy lips, then in until his balls bumped against her
ass.  Gradually as his passion rose, his speed increased until Andy's balls
were slapping her ass and her tits were bouncing with the power of each
stroke.

   Every fiber of her consciousness was concentrated on the sensation of
Andy's cock slamming into her pussy.  She could feel her climax growing,
feel the tension tighten inside her as her impending orgasm grew.

   When it hit her, the sheer excruciating waves of pleasure filled her
senses and she moaned, then screamed.  A moment later she felt Andy's body
stiffen, then felt his cock throb as he filled her depths with warm cum. 
To her surprise this caused yet another orgasm to thunder through her
sensitized body.

   As her orgasm ebbed, she became aware of Andy's body on top of her.  She
reached up and wrapped her arms around him.

   She kissed his cheek and purred,"Oh God lover!"

   Andy slowly slipped from between her legs, stretched out on his side and
pulled her to him.

   As she snuggled up tight to him he said,"Eve my sweet, you are good, so
very, very good!  I love to be with you."

   Monica, wrapped in his arms, replied with a ,"Ummmm, I want you again
and again, but I think...we...need...a...na...nap," as sleep stole gently
over her.

   _______________________________________________________________________

   As Eve walked into the wall of noise that filled the cabin, Morgan
appeared by her side.  He pressed a glass into her hand.  She took a sip,
and was delighted to find it was a rum and coke.  She thankfully took a
long drink, draining half the glass.

   Morgan put his mouth next to her ear and said,"Let's dance."

   He pulled her close and they started to sway and gyrate to the music. 
Before long she could feel the lump of his hardon pressing against her. 
This caused her body to respond and she could feel her pussy getting wet.
She looked up at him and before she knew it his lips were on hers, kissing
her hungrily.  She hesitated only a moment, then kissed him back.  She
could feel his hands slide down and cup her ass cheeks.  In response she
pushed her hips forward, grinding her cunt against the lump of his cock.

   The dance ended and Morgan took her hand and lead her to a chair.  It
was a large soft overstuffed thing, large enough for both of them.  He sat
down and patted his knee.  Eve hesitated, then settled onto his lap. 
Before long she was lost in the feeling of his hands wandering along her
bare legs, rubbing along her sides and occasionally brushing the firm
mounds of her breasts through her top.

   Eve groaned as his fingers stroked across her erect nipples.

   'I don't know if I can keep from jumping him.' She though,'I don't know
if I want to keep from it!'

   For the next couple of hours they alternated between the dance floor and
the overstuffed chair.  During the sessions in the chair Eve sat on his lap
and they became very passionate.  Eve had allowed Morgan to work his hand
into her panties and she was very aware of how wet she was.  The crotch of
her panties were soaked and her inner thighs were damp.

   Morgan had his finger between the hot, swollen lips of her pussy,
rubbing it over her clit.  As he did Eve couldn't help but rock back and
forth in response.  She was so very turned on and so very horny.

   Morgan put his lips next to her ear and said,"Want to take a walk?'

   She knew what he meant, knew he wanted to get her alone, knew that it
might lead to her losing her daughter cherry, but she wanted to go with
him. She didn't trust her voice, so she just nodded.  He took her hand and
lead her out of the cabin then down toward the lake.  As they reached the
water he turned to follow the shore.  She had no idea where they were
going, but it seemed he did.  A few minutes later he lead her to the door
of another cabin that sat a short ways down the shore.  He produced a key,
unlocked the door and entered, motioning her to follow.

   "Who's is this?" Eve ask.

   "This belong's to my parents." He said.

   He closed the door behind them and turned on the light.  Eve looked
around and found the place to be small and cozy.  The main room was both a
kitchen and livingroom, the kitchen along one wall, a couch, chair and tv
along the other with a table and chairs in the middle.  Through one open
door she could see a bathroom and through another a bed.  She also noticed
a ladder that lead to a sleeping loft.

   Morgan turned on a CD player that sat on the same table as the TV,
filling the room with music.  He rummaged around in a cupboard, pulled out
two glasses, filled them with ice from the small older 'fridge in the
corner, added coke and a splash of rum from a bottle he pulled from his
pocket and handed it to Eve.

   She took the offered drink and drained half the contents of the glass.
She had thought about her talk with Monica all the way out to the party and
had made a decision on what she was going to do.

   She set her glass down walked over to Morgan, put her hand behind his
head and pulled his lips down to meet hers.  She kissed him with everything
she had.  She put every ounce of passion, every ounce of yearning she had
into it.  Morgan's hands slid up under her skirt and his fingers slipped
under her panties and into her warm cunt.

   Morgan pulled his lips from hers, took her hand and lead her into the
bedroom.  He sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her down next to
him.  He wrapped his arms around her, crushed his lips to hers and kissed
her with hot passion.

   She groaned as his tongue snaked between her lips to duel with hers. 
She moaned and pushed her hips toward his hand as she felt his fingers
sliding up and down her wet slit.

   She felt the cool air against her nipple as Morgans hand slide under her
top and pulled it up.  A moment later her body vibrated with want as his
fingers stroked across her hard crinkled nipple.  He pulled his mouth from
hers and transferred it to the nipple he was stroking.  Eve thought she
would cum on the spot as his warm mouth engulfed it.  She placed her hand
behind his head and pulled it towards her.

   She felt him working her panties down off her hips, then felt him
pulling them down her legs and off over her feet.  His fingers slid in and
out of her cunt, from time to time touching her hymen sending a jolt
through her when he did.  Eve was lost in the feel of his fingers sliding
in and out of her, his lips against hers and his tongue touching hers.

   As if from a distance she felt him unzip his jeans and pull them down. A
moment later she felt the head of his cock touch the wet swollen lips of
her pussy.  A moment more and the engorged head of his hard shaft slipped
between her labia and touched her cherry.

   'Oh God!  I want it!' the thought filled her mind, 'All I've got to do
is spread my legs and pull him to me and he'll be inside me in an instant.
God!  I want him to fuck me!'

   But then through the haze of passion sanity crashed onto her senses.

   She clamped her legs against him and pushed at him, stopping him from
penetrating farther into her daughters virgin snatch.

   "No!  No!" She gasp,"I can't, I just can't!  I can't let you fuck me!"

   Morgan groaned and reluctantly pulled back.  Gritting his teeth and
shuddering as the head of his cock slipped from between the warm wet lips
of her snatch.  He rolled to one side and lay on his back.

   "So what now?" Morgan said in a disgusted tone.

   Eve was aware of his mood and knew he felt she was a tease.  She reached
over, wrapped her hand around his hard rod and began to stroke it.

   "Just because I won't let you fuck me doesn't mean we can't do other
things." She said.

   A bit of precum glistened on the tip as she slowly stroked his cock. 
Morgan closed his eyes, expecting her to use her hand to stroke him to a
climax.  But he was taken totally by surprise when she leaned forward and
wrapped her warm lips around the engorged purple head of his rod.  Morgan
had never had a blowjob so didn't know what to expect.  But Eve loved to
suck cock and was about to give him the benefit of all her sexual
experience.

   She gently kneaded his balls as she sucked him.  With each stroke she
took more of his length until she had his entire cock in her mouth and
throat.  As she worked her mouth up and down his shaft, her tongue worked
along the sensitive underside.  With her experience, combined with Morgans
youth and the fact that he was horny as hell from fingering her, it only
took a couple of minutes before he came.

   Eve was delighted as she felt his cock throb and the first squirt
entered her mouth.  She wrapped one hand around the base of his cock,
squeezing and stoking it as she cupped his balls with the other.  She used
her tongue to stroke along his shaft as she swallowed squirt after squirt
of his cum.  After what seemed like eternity, she swallowed the last small
bit.  She gently licked the head of his cock, then lay still, her hand
still wrapped around it, her mouth still engulfing the head.

   Morgan stroked her hair and said,"My God!  Where did you learn that?  I
thought you were a virgin?"

   "That only means I've never had a cock in my pussy," Eve said,"That
doesn't mean I don't know other things.  Now would you like to do some
tasting of your own?"

   Morgan grinned and said,"I never have, but I damn sure would like to try
it!"

   Eve climbed onto the bed and pulled her skirt up.  She spread her legs,
exposing the wet glistening lips of her tight young snatch.  She motioned
Morgan to her.  He scrambled across the bed and stretched out on his
stomach between her legs.

   "Put your tongue right here." Eve said, spreading the lips of her cunt
and touching her clit.

   Morgan leaned forward, extended his tongue and ran the tip over the hard
nub of her clit.

   Eve groaned, said,"Oh God YES!  Right there!"grabbed the back of his
head and pulled his mouth hard against her cunt.

   Morgan's cock twitched as he tasted pussy for the first time.  He
couldn't believe how good it was!  He licked hard at her clit, wanting to
make her cum.

   Eve was groaning and pulling frantically at the back of his head,
wanting his mouth and tongue against her wet, wanting cunt.  Eve felt her
climax building.  She couldn't believe how quickly her daughters body was
responding to Morgans inexperienced tongue.

   Eve's climax continued to build as he licked and sucked at her clit. 
Morgan slipped two fingers into her opening until he touched her hymen.  He
began to slide his finger tips in and out of her tight, wet hole as he
licked at the hard nub of her clit.

   Suddenly he heard her groan and a moment later he felt her snatch clamp
down on his fingers and the most wonderful musky flavor hit his tongue as
she climaxed.

   Eve let go the death grip she had on the back of his head and collapsed
back onto the bed.  Morgan crawled up next to her and kissed her on the
mouth.  She kissed him back as well as she could, an occasional climax
aftermath shiver running through her.

   "That I like!" Morgan whispered.

   "You're pretty good at it for your first time." She whispered back.

   "Again?" He husked, his fingers making circles around one nipple.

   She groaned and in answer wrapped her hand around his still hard cock.

   "In a little bit." She whispered," Let's rest a few minutes first."

   She lay in his arms, his hard shaft in her hand and drifted off to
sleep.

   The last though she had before she slept was,'Some how, some way I'm
going to fuck you.  I want your cock inside me.  God how I want that!  Some
how....Some how....'

   ________________________________________________________________________



   Monica awoke slowly.  A first she was confused by the body next to her,
then what had happened hit her: the exchange, her mom, Bill and Andy.  A
quick thought flitted across her mind wondering how her mom was doing, then
the remembered sensations of her liaison with Andy floated into her half
awake consciousness and she could feel her pussy grow warm from the
thought. She wrapped her hand around the hard cock that lay against her
leg, debating whether she should just throw a leg over Andy and slide onto
his cock, or wake him with a blow job first.

   As she woke a bit more she became aware that she was partly dressed, and
a moment later became conscious of the fact that the body next to her was
also.  She turned her head and stifled a gasp as her eyes focused on
Morgan's handsome face asleep next to her.

   'Oh my god!' She thought,'We switched!  We switched in our sleep!  But I
wanted Andy again!  This can't happen!  Not now!'

   She lay still trying to come to grips with the disappoint she felt. 
Then a thought struck her, had her mom done it with Morgan?  She didn't
feel sore so she slowly moved her hand down and slipped a finger into her
warm opening.  When her finger touched the barrier of her hymen, she didn't
know if she was disappointed, or happy, but she did know she wanted to be
rid of it.

   She looked at Morgan's sleeping face and whispered, "God you're
handsome! And even though you don't know it, it's your lucky day."

   She slowly rolled toward him and placed her lips on his.  She kissed
him, softly at first, but with each passing moment, her caress grew more
hungry and insistent.  After a moment or two Morgan responded by wrapping
his arms around her and returning her kiss with matching passion.  Without
a word she straddled him, allowing his hard length to nestle along her
warm, wet slit.

   Morgan pulled her down and kissed her hard, cupping a tit as he did.  He
used his fingers to roll her nipple and his hips were also moving, rubbing
the length of his cock against the warm lips of her cunt.  Monica felt like
she was on fire.  She knew what it felt like to have a cock filling her
pussy and she wanted that feeling, wanted his hard rod inside her.  She
reached down and placed the engorged head of his shaft at her entrance and
slowly slid down until she felt it press against her cherry.  She move up
and down, popping the head in and out of her wet, warm snatch.

   "Oh God baby that feels good!" Morgan groaned.

   Monica began to pant as she moved her hips up and down, popping Morgan's
hardness in and out of her young pussy.

   After several minutes of this Morgan groaned,"You're gunna' hafta' stop.
I'm so turned on I'm ready to slam my cock all the way in."

   "Oh God No, don't." She moaned,"I'll do it."

   She gritted her teeth and slammed her hips down.  A moment of pain as
his cock ripped through her hymen, then she found herself impaled on his
hardness, felt his shaft filling her.

   "Oh Christ!  Don't move!  Please don't move!" She groaned through
clinched teeth.

   Morgan stroked her hair and whispered,"It's Ok.  I won't move, I
promise."

   She sat still for several long moments, letting the pain subside, then
began to slowly move her hips, sliding him in and out of her.  As the pain
faded it was replaced with hot waves of pleasure.  Within minutes the slap
of his flesh on her's filled the room as she pounded up and down on his
hard cock.  Monica felt her climax building and it wasn't very long before
it hit her.  She moaned as the waves of pleasure washed over her.  As she
came, her young tight snatch pulsed and squeezed Morgans hard rod, causing
him to groan from the exquisite feel of it.

   Monica slowed the pumping of her hips for half a minute, then stopped
and slowly crumpled onto his chest.  Morgan continued to slowly stroke in
and out of her as she lay against his chest.  After a few moments he pulled
her tight to him and with a hard push rolled to one side, ending with her
on the bottom his hard shaft still firmly lodged in her pussy,.  He put his
arms under her legs and pulled them up, spreading them wide.  He cupped
both her tits squeezing her nips with his fingers as he began to slowly
slide in and out of her.  As he did Monica slipped her arms around his neck
and pulled his mouth to hers, kissing him passionately, hungrily.

   Within moments Morgan felt his climax upon him.  He groaned as his cock
throbbed, sending squirt after squirt of hot cum deep into her tight
snatch.

   As Monica felt his rod pumping her full of his seed, the sensation
caused another monster orgasm to thunder through her.  Her pussy again
began to pulse and squeeze his manhood.  As Morgan, for the second time
that night, felt this exquisite sensation, he groaned and rammed his cock
balls deep into her young snatch, staying buried to the hilt inside her
until the last small twitch of her climax pasted.

   Morgan slowly rolled to one side.  He lay beside her, stretched out on
his back, one hand covering one of her tits.

   "Damn!" He said in a low voice.

   "Is that a good damn, or a bad one?" She ask in a lazy whisper.

   He grinned and Definitely,"Definitely a good one.  A very, very good
one!"

   Monica rolled toward him, wrapping her hand around his still hard cock
as she did.  She began to slide her hand up and down his cum covered pole.

   "Then I take it you won't mind if we start all over again?" She said
with a mischievous grin.

   Morgan grinned and with a quick roll was between her legs.  As he did
Monica held onto his shaft guiding it to her wet portal.  With a push of
his hips he was again buried inside her.

   "We've got the rest of the night, don't we?"He asked.

   A muffled,"Mmmmmm-uh-uh-uh."Was the only answer she gave as he began to
hammer into her.

   ________________________________________________________________________

   Eve woke with a start.  She couldn't tell what it was but she was sure
something wasn't right.  Then reality hit her and the memories of Morgan,
the party and the cabin slammed into her mind.  She lay still, her eyes
still closed, for a short while, then slowly opened them and looked toward
the lump that was Morgan.  As her eyes focused on his face, she found
herself confused and perplexed.  What she saw was Andy's sleeping face
rather then Morgan's.  It took several heart beats before her mind made
sense of the situation.

   She looked down at herself and found that she was again in her own body.

   "We switched." She whispered to herself,"I'm back to being me."

   For a split instant she felt disappointed, then the significance of it
struck her; she was in bed with her lover.  She grinned, reached over and
encircled Andy's flaccid cock with her hand.  He mumbled and rolled onto
his back.  As he did she followed, still stroking his fast hardening
manhood.  She squirmed under the covers and quickly swallowed his shaft. 
She began to gently kneed his balls and slide his cock in and out of her
warm mouth.  After several minutes of her ministrations, his cock stood
hard and tall.

   She couldn't wait any longer.  She wanted it buried inside her.  She
wanted to feel the girth of it filling her snatch, feel the length of it
sliding in and out of her cunt.  With one quick motion she threw her leg
over Andy's prone form, placed his cock head against her wet wanting snatch
and dropped onto it, sliding the entire length of it into her depths.

   "Didn't you get enough earlier?"Andy mumbled as he woke.

   "No!" She said fervently,"I want more."

   She kissed him hard her tongue darting into his mouth while her hips
pistoned up and down, plunging his cock in and out of her wet snatch.

   "Fuck me!  Just fuck me!"She demanded,"Fuck me hard!  Fuck me long! 
Fill me with your cock......FUCK ME!"

   Andy reached down and filled both hands with the flesh of her ass cheeks
and began to pull her down harder onto his cock.

   "How can I ignore a request like that?" He said,"One long hard fuck
coming up!"

   For a time the only sound in the room was the slap of his flesh against
hers intertwined with moans and groans from both of them.

   After several minutes Eve gasp,"Let's roll over.  Me on the bottom."

   With a quick shove, Andy complied.  As Eve's back touched the sheets,
Andy grabbed her legs and pulled them up, draping them over his forearms.
He reached forward and grabbed both her tits with his hands, kneading them
as he hammered into her.

   "Oh, God!  Fuck me!  Fuck me!  Fuck Me!" Eve moaned.

   She felt her climax building and knew it was going to be a big one.  But
when it hit her, when she came, every nerve in her body was part of it. 
She wanted to scream, but couldn't.  The only sound that issued from her
lips was a small strangled cry as the huge orgasm crested and held her in
thrall.

   Andy knew she was cumming, for he could feel her snatch rhythmically
tighten around his cock.  He stopped thrusting and stayed buried balls deep
inside her, enjoying the exquisite feel of her cunt milking his cock.  He
wasn't aware he was so close to his own climax until it hit him a few
moments later.  He groaned as his cock spasmed, pumping his seed into her
depths.

   As Eve felt Andy's cum filling her, another orgasm seized her senses. 
This one was too much and with a garbled cry, she passed out.

   As his cock twitched with the last of his climax, Andy looked down at
Eve's supine form.  He instantly became concerned when he noticed she was
unconscious.

   "Eve, Eve.  Are you all right?" He said as he shook her gently.

   Eve's eyes fluttered open.

   "Oh God that was intense!" She said in a horse whisper.

   "Are you all right?  What happened?" Andy ask, sliding out from between
her legs and nestling next to her.

   "I think," Eve said a note of laughter in her tired voice,"you fucked me
unconsciousness!"

   "I what?" Andy's tone was incredulous.

   "Eve chuckled and said,"I passed out lover.  That climax knocked me
out!"

   "Your kidding!!" Andy said.

   "Nope.  It was good." Eve said, snuggling closer to him,"Very, very
good. In fact I think it was the best one I've ever had!"

   "Why?" Andy looked puzzled,"What happened to make it so good?"

   "I have no idea." Eve lied,"but we'll have to see if we can recreate it
later.  Right now I need to sleep.  So come snuggle and hold me."

   Andy still looked puzzled as he pulled her to him.  But it didn't keep
either one from falling asleep a few minutes later.

   _______________________________________________________________________



   Monica strolled through the door humming.

   Eve arched an eyebrow and said,"So you seem rather happy.  I take it the
switch was a surprise but not a disaster then?"

   "Not by a long shot!" Monica laughed.

   "I know what condition that young nubile body was in when I left it, so
tell me, did you?  Are you....you know... ..." Eve trailed off.

   "Maybe...."Monica said with a smug look on her face.

   "You did!" Eve said,"You had sex with him!  Didn't you?"

   "Maybe.....Ok..Ok..  I did.  I'm no longer a virgin." Monica giggled.

   "From your mood I'd say it went rather well." Eve observed.

   "It did.  I had no idea how good it would feel.  After the little bit of
pain there was from Morgan breaking my cherry that is.  I came four times."
Monica said.

   Eve laughed and said,"Yep, you're my daughter alright!"

   "So how was it for you after the switch?" Monica ask.

   "Well, Morgan and I did everything but intercourse, so I was horny as
hell when I woke next to Andy.  When I realized I was back in my body and
in bed with Andy, I jumped him.  I came so hard I passed out.  I've never
had one like that, ever.  I think it was from all the foreplay." Eve
replied,"I tell you, I was really, really tempted to let Morgan ram it to
me.  I kind of wish we could switch back for a while now.  I'd really like
to take that young man for a ride!"

   "Welllll, why not?"Monica said.

   "Why not?  We don't know how to switch, or why we did to begin with, so
how are we going to do it?" Eve said, a puzzled look on her face.

   "Why not do at as yourself?" Monica said.

   "We can't.......it won't work.......how could I?"Eve ask.

   "We."Monica said,"You want to do Morgan and I want to do Andy as
myself."

   "You do?" Eve said a small edge of shock in her voice.

   "Sure I do.  I enjoyed having him as you, I want to try it as me. 
Actually I'd like to have Bill again too.  " Monica replied.

   "You are a greedy young woman!  But I would love to have a chance at
Morgan.  I don't think Bill will be a problem.  The relationship between us
is based on sex and openness.  I know he has other girl friends and I also
know he's a dirty old man who would jump at the chance to have sex with a
young thing like you.  I really don't think he would have sex with you if
he knew you were my daughter, so I'll think of something convincing to tell
him ." Eve said.

   "But Andy's different.  I don't think he would do it at all.  I'm sure
he'd feel guilty about it.  He want's to marry me, and that would put a
damper on it.  So is just doing Bill going to satisfy you?" Eve ask.

   Monica sighed and said,"I didn't know Andy was that serious about you. I
guess just doing Bill will have to suffice."

   "Ok.  So how about Morgan?  How should we do it?" Eve ask.

   Well I think, if we.............."

   After a long discussion, Eve and Monica had settled on a plan to
approach Bill.  Monica (as Monica) had only seen Bill from a distance.  And
Bill knew that Eve had a daughter but, unlike Andy, had never met her.  Eve
also knew Bill wouldn't turn down a pretty young girl if she started to
flirt with him, so Eve figured, if it was setup right, all Monica had to do
was show up at his shop on some trumped up pretext, do a bit of outrageous
flirting and Bill would take it from there.

   Eve decided she would stop in and see Bill on Monday.  When she did she
would guide the conversation around to a young woman, Patricia (Monica's
alias) she knew who loved sex and especially liked older guys.  Then later
in the week Eve would call him and ask if he would do her a favor and help
this young lady pick out a rifle for her brother's birthday present.  Eve
figured that if Monica made it apparent she wanted sex, Bill would gladly
oblige.

   As for Morgan, Monica came up with the idea of him coming for dinner to
meet Eve, thinking it would be the three of them for dinner.  But when he
arrived there would only be two. 
________________________________________________________________________



   Through the early part of the week Monica had bee nervous and had
vacillated between going and not.  She panicked and almost changed her mind
when Eve made the call to finish the setup.  Even as she was about to enter
the shop, she wasn't sure if she could go through with it.  Not because she
didn't want to, but because of the knot in her stomach from nervousness.

   Monica checked her clothes as she walked up to Bill's shop door.  Her
mom had helped her pick out the outfit and assured her that Bill would love
it.  It consisted of a tight v neck crop top, to show off plenty of
cleavage and her firm young belly, no bra, a short, tight, black skirt with
a black thong as under wear and a pair of platform clogs.  When she reached
the door she took hold of the knob, took a deep breath, counted to three
and pushed the door open.

   She was greeted by the tinkle of the bell above the door.  She closed it
and slowly walked up to the counter.

   Monica waited for a moment then called out,"Hello?  Is there anybody
here?"

   The knot in her stomach seemed to get bigger and bigger as the seconds
past.  Just as she was about to turn and dash out the door, Bill came
hustling out of the back.

   "Hi.  Sorry about that but you caught me in the middle of something. 
What can I do for you?" He said, as his gaze covered her from head to foot.


   As she heard Bill's deep voice greeting her, the memories from the last
time she was here hit her.  The knot vanished and she could feel the
moisture begin to wet the crotch of her thong.

   "I'm looking for something for my brother for his birthday.  Eve told me
you would be able to help me" She said,"He's always wanted a rifle and I
though I'd check into one for him."

   "Aw, yes!  You must be Patricia!" Bill said, a grin spreading across his
rugged face.

   Again, slowly his gaze caressed her from head to foot.

   "Why, uh, yes." Monica said, as the nervous knot again started to form
in her stomach.

   "Eve spoke highly of you.  I'll be happy to help you anyway I can." Bill
said leaning over the counter.

   "Wh-why thanks." Monica replied, the nervous knot meting from Bill's
attention and compliment.

   "So how do I do this?" Monica ask.

   "Well, do you have any idea what caliber he's interested in?" Bill ask.

   "I think he said a twenty-two?  Is that right?"She said leaning on the
counter and squeezing her breast together with her arms to give him a
closeup view of her cleavage.

   "Y-yes.  That is a caliber."Bill said, his eyes fastened on the sight of
the pair of firm titties bulging out of the tight v-neck in front of him.

   "Could you show me one?" Monica ask in a sweet low voice, giving Bill a
coy look.

   "Uh, sure.  But first I need to know how old you are.  I can get into
real trouble letting a minor handle a gun.  " Bill said.

   "I'm 18." Monica replied,"That's old enough isn't it?  To handle guns I
mean."

   Bill grinned, turning to pick a rifle from the rack behind him as he
said,"Yes it's old enough for that, among other things."

   "And what would those other things be?" Monica ask in a husky half
whisper.

   Bill looked over his shoulder and replied with a grin,"Lots of things.
Adult thing."

   He held the rifle out to her and said, "Here's a nice one.  Semi-auto,
tube fed, reliable and fairly inexpensive."

   "I've never even held one.  Could you tell me about it and show me how
to hold it?"Monica ask, batting her eye lashes," Please?"

   "Sure."Bill's grin widened as he came around the counter.

   He stepped up behind her, reached around and placed the rifle in front
of her.  He took her hands and placed one on the stock and one on the
forearm.

   Monica grinned internally and as she felt Bill reach around her she
nestled back until she had her ass pushed tight against him.  She could
feel his hard broad chest against her shoulders and a lump in the small of
her back that she knew was his hard cock.

   "That's it.  You hold it like that.  Now if you want to aim....."He
raised the stock to her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her and pulling
her even tighter against him as he did.  He covered her hands with his,
gently positioning her finger on the trigger with one and covering the
other that was on the fore stock.

   Monica became aware that Bill was talking in a low soft voice, "That's
it.  You just wrap your hand around the smooth wood.  Hold it firmly, but
not tightly...caress it.....stroke it.......feel how smooth and warm it
is?...that's it now look down the length of it....that dot in the
front...line it up with the v in the rear..."

   She felt him gently pushing the lump of his hard cock against her back
and in response she nestled back against it.  She also felt him remove his
hand, the one covering her's on the forearm, wrap his arm around her waist
and let his hand rest on her bare belly.  Shivers ran down Monica's spine
as she felt his hand touch her bare flesh.

   "You have to treat it like a lover....touch it gently but
firmly.....never get in a hurry.....make it want to respond to your
touch....and it will make you very happy.." Bill's low deep voice said.

   "So what do you think?"He ask.

   "My goodness.  I think he might like it.  I know I do, even though I
know nothing about guns.  You are quite the salesman.  " She said.

   Still holding her against him Bill said, "Well I try.  Is there another
one you would like to look at?"

   "I think I'd like to continue to look at this one." Monica replied,"It
feels so ....good.....like it was made for me....I'd just like to hold it
for a little while longer.....Do you mind?"

   "Not at all!" Bill said,"Take your time."

   They stood for several minutes that way.  As she stood holding the
rifle, Monica became aware of Bill's hand slowly sliding down from her
belly, over the top of her skirt and finally coming to rest just above the
mound of her pussy.  A moment later she felt him press his palm firmly
against her.  In response she began to move her hips up and down in a
minute almost imperceptible motion.  A moment later she felt his hand slide
down and cover her mound.  She knew he could feel the heat radiating from
her crotch and thought,'God he should know by now I want to fuck!' "Would
you like a tour of my shop?" Bill whispered into her hair.

   "S...s...Sure." She stammered, unable to think of anything else to say.

   Slowly, reluctantly, he released his hold on her, took the rifle, placed
it back in the rack and turned to face her.  For the first time Monica
could see the bulge in the front of his pants.  At the sight of it she
could feel a new flood of moisture between her legs.

   Bill pointed out everything of interest in the front, in less then half
a minute, then lead the way to the back.

   Just as they entered the work area Bill said,"I forgot something out
front.  I'll be right back.  Please have a seat and make yourself
comfortable."

   As Bill disappeared into the front, Monica looked around, remembering
what had happened here.  A thought struck her and with a grin she looked
the work table over until she found a faint stain on the green felt where
he had fucked her(as Eve) last time.  She hopped up on the table scooted
back, then worked her skirt up until it barely covered the crotch of her
black thong.  She nervously waited for Bill to return, sitting in the same
spot where he had done her as her mom.

   A few moments later he hustled through the door and stopped dead still
when he saw her.  The view he had was terrific.  Her shapely, flawless legs
seemed to go on forever.  His eyes followed the lines of them from her
ankles up to her crotch.  He couldn't take his eyes off her, so stood
staring for several dozen heart beats.

   Monica leaned back on her hands and said,"What's wrong?  Don't like what
you see?"

   Bill's eyes snapped up to meet her's and he grinned,"Oh contraire, I'm
totally captivated by what I see."

   He walked over and placed his hands on her hips, his thumbs only an inch
from her pussy, then leaned forward and placed his mouth close to hers,
whispering,"I'm not sure what it is you're after, want it is you want.  The
big question is, is it the same thing I want?"

   For a long second neither of them moved, then Monica leaned forward,
wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his in a wanting,
passionate kiss.  As they kissed Bill slowly ran his hands up her sides, up
under her top finally stopping as his hands cupped both her young titties.
As he cupped her firm mounds, he rolled her nipples gently between his
fingers, drawing a moan from Monica.

   Bill slid his hands down, hooked his fingers under the bottom hem of her
shirt and slowly drew it up.  As he pulled it up and it cleared her
titties, his thumbs stroked across her erect hard nips.  As his thumbs
stroked across her crinkled areola and touched her hard nipples, he felt
her moan against his mouth.

   He broke the hungry kiss and slowly moved his mouth down to cover one of
her nips.  Again she moaned and used her hands to pull his head tight to
her.  He sucked her nipple for a time then moved to the other one.

   "Bu...but wha...what if a customer comes in?"Monica stammered in a
whisper.

   Without removing his mouth from her sweet, firm breast Bill mumbled,"No
worry.  I locked the door and put out the lunch sign.  No one will walk in
on us."

   Monica moaned and pushed her chest forward, shoving her tittie tighter
against his mouth.

   After a few minutes of sucking her nips, he again kissed her, hooked his
thumbs under her shirt hem and whispered,"Shall we take this off?"

   In answer Monica held her arms up so he could pull it up and off.  He
dropped it to the floor and then returned to sucking her nipples.  As he
did he placed his hands on her legs and moved them up, ever so slowly,
toward her warm, wet snatch.  As his thumbs touched the soaking crotch of
her thong, he felt her tremble and spread her legs.

   He worked his thumb under the wet material and as it slipped between her
hot, damp, swollen labia Bill though he would cum in his pants.  He knew he
wanted to taste her, eat her, make her cum then fuck her silly.

   He pulled his mouth from her nip and whispered,"Why don't you lay back?"

   Monica groaned, trembled, then pushed his hands from her legs and
panted,"N..N..No.  Not yet."

   Bill's brow creased with a worried frown as he said,"Did I do something
wrong?"

   Monica hopped off the table, her young firm titties bobbing as she did.
She reached out and with hurried nervous movements unzipped and unsnapped
his trousers.  She let them fall to his ankles as she hooked her thumbs in
her boxers.  As she pulled them down, his steel hard cock sprang out.

   She reached out and wrapped her hand around the girth of it and began to
stroke it.  Bill closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of her smooth soft
hand stroking him.  A moment later he felt her other hand cup his balls,
then a second after that, the wonderful warm feeling of her mouth sliding
over his cock.

   "Oh God baby, I can't take much.  I'll cum if you keep doing that." He
groaned.

   Monica didn't hesitate, but used her tongue to work the under side of
his cock as she sucked him.

   True to his word, several minutes later, Bill groaned,"OH, SHIT!  I'M
'GUNNA CUM!"

   Monica started to swallow as she felt the first blast hit the back of
her throat.  At first she didn't believe she could swallow it all.  It felt
to her that Bill was pumping gallons of spunk into her mouth.  But finally
the flood slowed, then stopped, as his rod stopped twitching.  She stroked
his balls and gently sucked the engorged purpled head of his pole one last
time before she pulled her mouth from it.

   "My God girl!  Where did you learn how to do that?" Bill gasp.

   "Here and there." She smiled mischievously.

   Bill pulled her to him, hooked his thumbs into the waist band of her
skirt and worked it down over her hips as he said,"Your turn!"

   He dropped it to her ankles and she kicked it off as he worked her thong
down.  She kicked it to off and a moment later, he pulled her against him,
skin against skin, his cock, still hard pressed to her belly.  He grabbed
her ass with both hands, lifted her lithe form, turned and sat her on the
table.  He gently urged her back until she was laying on the table.

   He placed her legs over his shoulders, leaned forward, placed his mouth
against her wet warm slit, and stopped.  She could feel his breath against
her wanting pussy.  Minute by minute she felt the knot of desire growing,
filling her, until finally she couldn't take any more.

   She reached down, grabbed the back of his head and pulled it against her
snatch, crying in a strangled, passion laden voice,"OH MY GOD!  EAT ME! 
EAT ME!"

   As she pulled his face against her hot box, Bill rammed his tongue
between her wet, puffy lips and began to lick her clit.  After a short time
he moved his tongue to the bottom of her slit and licked up one side, then
the other.  Over the next while he alternated between licking her slit and
sucking her clit.

   As Bill licked her, Monica rode a monstrous wave of pleasure.  She lost
track of time, but could feel her climax building.  Before she realized it,
it crested and crashed over her senses.

   "Oh...Oh...OH...OH...Oh G...Oh God....I'm 'Gunna Cu...CUM!"She screamed
the last.

   Bill sucked hard on her clit as he felt her hips buck and her pussy
pulse with her orgasm.  After a moment he jumped up, positioned his cock at
her entrance and rammed his it balls deep into her.

   As Monica felt Bill ram his hard shaft into her, felt her pussy filled
to the brim, another orgasm ripped through her.

   Bill leaned forward, pulled one nipples with his teeth as he rammed his
cock into her.  For the next several minutes the only sound in the room was
the slap of flesh against flesh, the wet slurping sound of a cock sliding
in and out of a wet snatch and the groans of two passion filled voices.

   Bill groaned as his cock erupted, pumping squirt after squirt of cum
deep into Monica's young sweet snatch.  As she felt his cock twitching,
felt the warm flood of his cum inside her, another huge orgasm filled
Monica's senses.

   Bill lay still, his cock cocooned inside her until it grew soft.  He
slowly stood, then helped her off the table.  They dressed and Bill
followed her to the door.

   As he unlocked it and she prepared to leave he ask,"Do you want the
rifle for your brother?"

   Monica smiled slyly and replied,"Not this time.  His birthday isn't for
a couple of months.  Perhaps I should return to shop a bit more before I
settle on one?"

   Bill grinned as she stepped out the door and replied,"Any time, any time
at all!  I'll be happy to serve you."
______________________________________________________________________





   Morgan shut down his bike, flipped down the kick stand and stepped off.
He straightened his jacket and took a deep breath.  After being with Monica
last weekend, spending all night with her and taking her cherry, he was
just a bit nervous about meeting her mom, but he didn't have a choice. 
Monica had made it plain that if he wanted to go out with her again he had
to meet her mother.

   And Morgan definitely wanted the chance to go out with her again, which
would mean he might have a chance to fuck her again.  For all his tough guy
image, for all the world wise face he showed those around him, for all the
girls he had gone out with (some of whom had let him finger them and a few
had given him a hand job) he wasn't very experienced in the sex department.
In fact Monica was the only one who had ever sucked him and who he had
actually fucked.

   So here he was.  Trying to appear calm even though his stomach was doing
flip-flops.  One of his fears was that Monica's mom would know what they
had done.  He was afraid he might be here to receive the third degree and a
lecture from her for what he had done to her daughter.  But he would sit
through it, would put up with it if there was a chance to again go out with
and perhaps have sex with Monica.

   Morgan knocked on the door and a second later it opened.  The young mans
jaw dropped when his eyes focused on Eve.

   She was dressed in a power blue, form fitting dress with matching high
heels.  The hem of the dress hit her at mid thigh, allowing a view of her
long shapely legs and the neck was cut in a deep v, exposing cleavage that
Morgan had a difficult time prying his eyes from.  Additionally he felt his
cock grow hard as he noticed her erect nipples pushing against the thin
material of the dress.  Morgan had thought Monica was pretty, shapely,
sexy. Her mom was all of those but with the filled out, rounded,
voluptuousness of a mature woman in her prime.

   Morgan stood staring at the vision before him until Eve said,"You must
be Morgan.  Please come in."

   As she stepped aside to let him enter Eve thought,'God you are handsome!
I'm going to enjoy this!'

   Morgan tore his eyes from her and sauntered through the door, trying to
appear nonchalant.

   Eve close the door behind him and said,"Can I take your jacket?"

   Morgan peeled the leather riding jacket off and handed it to her.

   She hung it in the closet, then said,"Please.  This way."

   As she walked in front of him Eve concentrated on swaying her hips, just
so.  She had spent a half hour in front of the mirror practicing.  From
what she saw in the mirror as she practiced, she knew Morgan was getting a
good show as her dress slid over her firm buttocks.

   They entered the livingroom and Eve indicated he should sit on one end
of the couch.

   As he sank onto the soft cushions she stood beside him, placed her hand
on his shoulder, leaned forward until her face was a foot from his and ask
in a soft voice,"Would you like anything to drink?"

   "A...A...A cola would be nice." Morgan stammered, the light intoxicating
scent of her perfume filling his nostrils.

   He watched her walk away, unable to pry his gaze from the sensual sway
of her hips, the sight of her dress sliding over her firm buttocks.

   "My God!" He breathed to himself,"She's a sex goddess!  What I wouldn't
give for a night with her!"

   A few moments later Eve returned with two glasses, handed him his drink
then, slowly sank onto the couch, with a foot or two of space between them.
Morgan's eyes fastened on the sight of her nipples still out lined under
the power blue material of her dress.

   Eve had chosen this particular dress not only because it complimented
her dark hair and fair skin, but because when she wore it with out a bra to
encase her b cup breasts, the material rubbed her sensitive nipples,
keeping them in an erect state almost constantly, and consequently showing
through the thin material of the dress.

   "So," She said in a husky voice,"Tell me a little about Morgan."

   Morgan finally managed to tear his eyes from the sight of her nipples
and looked up to meet her eyes.  He was close enough to be struck by the
shine of the red gloss on her lips, the small laugh lines that surrounded
her eyes and the light brown of her eyes.  He found himself captivated and
speechless.

   Eve smiled and said,"Cat got your tongue?"

   Morgan started from his trance and said,"No.  I was just trying to
figure out where to start."

   "Well tell me what you want in life." Eve said as she took a sip of her
drink.

   Morgan started to talk and before he knew it had been talking about
himself for a good twenty minutes.  Which was unusual, for he rarely spoke
much, much less about himself.  Finally he stopped and took a long drink of
his cola.  As he set the glass onto the end table it struck him that he
hadn't seen Monica yet.

   "Where's Monica?" He said glancing around as if to spy her.

   "She had to run an errand for me." Eve said,"She'll be back later.  I
thought perhaps you and I should get to talk without her present."

   'Oh Shit!' Morgan thought,'Here it comes, the lecture!  I knew it!  I
knew it!'

   "You met her at a party didn't you?" Eve ask.

   "Ah, yes." Morgan replied.

   "That was the night she was out all night I take it." Eve stated.

   Morgan didn't say anything, hoping the conversation would take a turn.

   "Were you with her the entire night?" Eve ask.

   Morgan felt a chill run down his spine.

   "Ah,ah yes." He finally replied.

   "So you know the question I'm going to ask next don't you?" Eve said,
trying to keep her face neutral.

   Morgan didn't trust his voice, so just shook his head.

   Eve smiled and said,"You don't?  Well here it is: Did you have sex with
her?"

   Responses flashed through his mind: lie, don't lie, make up a story,
don't say anything.  Suddenly he knew what he had to do.

   He squared his shoulders, look into her eyes and said,"I won't answer
that.  You'll have to ask Monica."

   He looked into Eve's brown eyes, steeling himself from the storm he was
sure would come.  Time seemed to stand still as he waited for it.

   Suddenly she smiled and said,"A young man of honor are you?  I'm
impressed."

   She leaned towards him, patted his leg and said in a soft voice,"You
don't really need to answer that one, she already told me about it."

   Eve watched for his response.  She saw the tiny frown of puzzlement,
then the dawning of understanding, then finally the shock of total
comprehension.

   "She....but....why?" Morgan sputtered.

   Eve smiled and said,"Because I'm her mom, because she needed to tell
someone, because she likes you and wants to do it again and because she
doesn't want to be hiding it from me."

   Morgan tried to absorb all that he had just heard.

   After a few moments he mumbled, almost in embarrassment,"You, you don't
mind?"

   "Why should I?  She's 18 and chose to loose her virginity to you."Eve
saw the shocked look cross his face and said,"She told me everything. 
E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G." Pronouncing each letter distinctly to emphasize the
word.

   "Then why...what do you want from me?" He ask confused.

   "I do have another question.  And please, don't take this as a put down.
Are you very sexually experienced?  From Monica's description it seems
you're not." Eve ask.

   Morgan sat for several heart beats before replying, then sighed and
said,"No, I'm not."

   Eve slid over until she was sitting close to him, reached out, took his
hand and placed it on her bare thigh.  Morgan sat rock still, his cock hard
and raging as he felt the warm soft touch of her skin under his hand,
stunned by what was happening.

   Eve placed her lips a couple of inches from his and breathed, "Would you
like a teacher?"

   Morgan was in a state of shock.  Did he want a teacher?  Her?  Under
normal circumstances he'd sell his soul for it!  But questions flooded his
mind.

   The first of which bubbled to the surface and he stammered,"But what
about Monica?"

   "Don't worry about her, she'll reap the benefits." Eve said, moving her
lips a fraction of and inch closer to his and at the same time sliding his
hand up her thigh until his little finger rested against her moist, warm,
panty covered mound.

   Morgans brain shut down and his cock took over.  He leaned forward
cupped the back of her head with his free hand and crushed his mouth to
her's.  At the same time he moved his fingers over the tight cotton
material covering her mound.  He could feel the heat emanating from her
warm, wet sex as he did.

   After a moment Eve pulled back, stood and held out her hand.

   "Shall we retire to more comfortable surroundings?" She said with a
grin.

   He took her hand, stood and followed her down the hall to her bedroom.

   In the bedroom Eve turned , reached out and a moment later they were
hurriedly undressing each other.  Eve pulled down his jeans, then his
underwear, leaving his young, rock hard cock sticking straight out.  She
shoved him backward onto the bed, a moment more and she was astride of him.

   "Oh God I can't wait!  I've got to have it in me!  I've waited too long.
I want it now!" She groaned as she grabbed his cock and lined it up with
her wet pussy.

   "OH FUCK!" She gasp as she drove her hips down slamming his cock up into
her depths.

   Morgan grabbed her hips as she went wild, slamming up and down on his
cock, fucking him with abandon.  Normally a young man like Morgan, one who
hasn't had much sex, would be the first to cum, but not this time.  Eve had
anticipated this moment, wanted it for so long, that it took only a very
few minutes for her to cum.

   She moaned, her body tensed and her pussy pulsed as she came.  Morgan
couldn't believe the feel of it as her vagina massaged his cock.  Before he
was aware of it, his cock throbbed, pumping hot spunk deep into her snatch.

   Eve climbed off and lay beside him.

   "That was a start." She said, then grinned,"But only a start."

   "I hope it was only a start!" Morgan replied,"I'd hate to have only that
little bit and then have to leave."

   Eve grinned reached out and wrapped her hand around his still hard cock
as she said,"Don't worry, there's more to come, much, much more!" With that
she leaned over and swallowed his cock.

   Three hours later, as she let him out the front door, she said,"And that
my sweet boy toy is a lesson in having sex."

   Morgan grinned reached out and gently rubbed her tittie as he said,"A
very good lesson to I might add.  So do I get an advanced course?"

   "Perhaps,"Eve said, pushing her chest towards his hand,"Perhaps.  We'll
see.  But for now that is all."

   As soon as Morgan was out the door, Eve called Monica.  When her
daughter arrived, they had a long talk and Eve filled her in on how the
evening went.  They laughed and talked into the night, happy with life and
each other.

   They both remained puzzled about how the whole series of events had
happened, but both were also pleased that it had.  Their relationship was
changed, for the better.

   ______________________________________________________________________

   Epilogue

   Monica carried the first addition novel into the vault and laid it on
the felt covered table.  She hadn't been in here since before the strange
incident with her and her mother almost a year to the day ago.

   As she turned to leave she spotted the book she had carried here just
before things had happened with her and her mother.  It lay in a glass
display case, open to the first page.  Monica walked over and looked
through the glass at the book.

   To her amazement the pages ruffled, as if by a breeze and began to turn.
After some minutes they stopped and her eyes were drawn to the exposed page
and the passage written there.

   Without knowing why she read the passage;

   "Born together, yet apart,

   old and young, four to one,

   Friend and lover of the heart,

   for a day it be done."



   A chill ran through her.  Some of it sounded so familiar.  She puzzled
on it and a moment later it struck her.  She quickly opened the case and
flipped through the pages of the old leather bound book until she found the
passage she had read the year before.  Silently she read it again.  As she
did it suddenly hit her how the whole series of events had happened the
year before.

   The passage in the book!  Mr.  Stiller had said the author, Francisco
Octavius was a notorious practical joker.  That must have been what
happened!  It was magic!  It had to be!  There was no other explanation!

   As she stood with her hand on the book, it struck her that she had felt
the same chill back then as she had a few moments ago after reading that
familiar sounding passage from the book.  Quickly she turned pages until
she again found it.  She reread it, a puzzled expression on her face as she
tired to figure out what it meant.

   A moment later her face turned pale and she whispered,"Oh my God! 
Mom...mom and I are going to....Oh God...  are going to exchange bodies
with our lovers!"

   The End (for now)